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Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Transition is Transformation.
5月 20日 「火曜日」
I have a Dwarf rabbit now. I don't know why I keep accepting pets in, but as negative as I a with the human world, I'm finding it difficult to say no to animals. I'm really impulsive about it too, which is the weird thing.

Cota's mum goes, "Does Charlie want a rabbit?"
And I say, "Sure." Without even really looking in the direction.

So now I have a rabbit. ...Hah.

I tried photographing it, but he wouldn't stay still and then pissed on the couch so I gave up. This was all I could manage. :D

[I doubt it'll show up though. myOtaku's being difficult with me.]

Mood: Sleepy
Listening to: "What Else Is There?" - Royksopp

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Posing for a Better Feature.
03Ô 18ÈÕ ¡¸Ë®ê×ÈÕ¡¹
I¡¯ve been wondering why people teach their dogs how to jump.
I¡¯ve been curious as to why this basic, underrated¡ªand for good reasons¡ªability to leave the ground for a second because of shear muscle force against gravity should deserve praise. Leaving that aside, what is so amusing about seeing your dog jump? How is that a trick?

(¡°Jump¡± is about the only thing my dog knows how to do, btw. Lawl)

That, and sitting when he wants something. Yeah, great talent.
I feel really tired today, not physically either. The feeling probably set in this morning after my dog pissed everywhere in the garage and I realized my human best friend was just as useless as he was. I was probably grumpy also because I¡¯d gotten home late and didn't sleep. I got home around 3am because I was over at my aunt Tiffany¡¯s house watching late recorded episodes of America¡¯s Best Dance Crew (that I¡¯d missed). xD It sounds really lame now that I think of it. Staying that late to watch people dance on TV.

I¡¯ll let you know Tiffany¡¯s friend Cheryl was there visiting as well though, so my visit was not entirely for ABDC. She¡¯s been in town for a week and she¡¯s leaving for Vegas again in an hour. I was already prepared for it because Tif had warned me, but Cheryl spent a small portion of the night advertising her cousin to me. That was quite funny and I didn¡¯t mind it but I don¡¯t understand why people I know come to me when they want a friend of theirs turned gay. xD I don¡¯t think it works out that easily. And it sounds very bizarre, but I¡¯ve been asked to do so a couple of times now.
The story¡¯s a bit long and odd so I¡¯ll just say Cheryl is less than convinced her cousin is straight ¡°again¡± and thinks we¡¯d be a good fit. As if that¡¯s all I need, too. A long distance relationship with a girl who thinks she¡¯s straight. I lol¡¯d. Pretty hard.
Cheryl says she¡¯ll be back in June and when she drives back home, we should go with her. How does Vegas sound for summer? ._.¡± Besides terribly hot and desert-y.
I¡¯m so sorry I write so much. I used to write more though, right? Hah.
Cota and I had driven out to Bakersfield, to get the Tegan and Sara shoes. When the worker came out from the back looking at the flyer that came in the shoebox, he stopped and said, ¡°I thought that was you right there,¡± pointing at Tegan, next to Sara. It was a terrible, terrible coincidence that Tegan and I were wearing virtually the same thing. ._. Bahah. I felt very lame, yes I did.

But I laughed and said, ¡°No, but I hope I still look that awesome when I¡¯m rounding my 30¡¯s.¡±

Canada has the Fountain of Youth. They must.

Behold, the magnificent Tegans (If the picture agrees to show up). Cota is my Sara when we play their songs, so it was natural who would get which pair. Also, I didn¡¯t want Sara¡¯s. They¡¯re white. :x

Also, it was like being in the Twilight Zone in that town. It was near impossible to find a Starbucks and when we asked people, they had no clue where to find any. Those things are on every street corner, or at least should be.

Mood: Blank.
Listening to: "Like O, Like H" ¨C Tegan and Sara
Reading: Richard Ford¡¯s ¡°Independence Day¡±
Eating: Dosirac Instant Noodles

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Sunday, February 22, 2009

Your tattoos will slide off your skin.

Self-Preservation -- Everyone's entitled to it. That's human nature; It's survival. I understand that. Even I sometimes have an odd inkling to live.

So why I was displeased to hear Cota say he had "escaped two car accidents" is unclear to me.

I want to say it's because the first accident he was referring to was one in which my childhood hero and favorite aunt was involved. She had given our useless seventeen-year-old selves a ride to the cinemas and then got rear-ended by someone. I remember my lovely grandma tried to pin the blame on me for that incident. I'm quite positive it was the illegal immigrant without a license or insurance that was at fault, though. (I could be mistaken.)

When a car accident occurs, however, you do not say "Golly, I could have been in there." You worry only about the people in the car.

I think it's because the second said wreck was the one I got in on Friday, though. Justin and I were driving down Shaw and the breaks gave out. It was completely unexpected. The car was totaled but he and I both walked out okay -- And I recall thinking to myself, right away, that I was glad Cota had declined my offer to hang out.

I don't know why it was okay for me to think it was great that he had avoided an injury, but it wasn't okay for him to think so.

I didn't express that thought, though. I function pretty much like a guy it seems, so I didn't say, "I'm glad you weren't in the car when we wrecked. You could have gotten hurt, too." I worded it more like, "If you were in the car with us, the extra passenger weight would have caused the impact to be much greater and the engine could have been pushed in even further, crushing both my legs and Justin's. Whew."

Alright, I'm sure guys aren't even that emotionally void. Expressing feelings of worry for human beings is just not like me. (Also it's super gay.)

Oh, and I had two-hundred loose dollars on me (in twenties) when I climbed out of the hunk-of-junk car. I could not have looked like more of a drug dealer. >D

Mood: Calm.
Listening to: "Tokyo Underground" - Blue Sky Black Death
Watching: Silent Hill
[& wondering why Rose and Cybil
haven't started making out yet.] -shame-
Drinking: Jasmine Tea.

I've been on Youtube.
I will never, ever forgive the male portion of Shiny Toy Guns for this.


(I still absolutely love what happens at 0:34 and I can't explain why.)


What the fuck were they thinking?
I want Carah Faye back (I also want that red head in the music video back). D< My ears are bleeding.

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